Slow pulsing
of electric currents
an unseen throb
of energy
I do not understand
making my life work
and when it doesn't
well, when it doesn't
everything is thrown up
silent chaos
as I cram to fix
try everything I can think of, to restore the flow
of the electric voice I need to depend upon
...still stopped up,
I need to be connected!! I scream within
who knows how many, will be counting upon me,
but finally (massivly overdue)
I unplug everything,
no throb, no pulse, just quiet
I am not connected at all,
I wait
second
upon
second
one minute total
THEN
re-connection
the life blood to my house comes surging
through wires I cannot see
everything teems with life, messages flow
dial tones are music to my ears
and I say a too quick of a thank you
to the one
who waits so paitiently --
for me
to re-connect.
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